We have DSL again now. This means I can write again with some regularity. This is a good thing, I think.

the song is... Radiation... Ruling the Nation. And I say that in my John Cusack voice.

I'm tired. I want to wander out loud and I don't let myself do that much anymore. It always seems pretentious afterwards. Like I think all the words that come out of my head are precious little jewels and I don't have to bother to put them together coherently. Maybe that's why I used to lean out my bedroom window at night and talk to my parents' backyard. I could just babble to myself and be as detached or as pseudo-poetic as I wanted, and there would be no record left behind to embarass me.

Thanks to Curtis, I think I've finally learned to spell "embarassed." I think. It still looks wrong.

I've been reading Orson Scott Card short stories. Alderman Library, where I now work, has a copy of Maps in a Mirror, which is the huge collection of his stories that was later broken up into four paperback books, all of which I used to own in middle school and all but one of which I lent out to friends and never got back. The hardcover and all of the paperbacks are now out of print. I thought this was a tragedy, and I still think it's too bad, but his short stories seem a lot more melodramatic and a lot less crystalline now than they used to. Maybe it's just that I've read a damn lot more sf and fantasy by now and I have more to compare them to.

But the short stories are still good, and I took the book with me into the movie theater, where I went alone to watch The Animal (not by choice... I had to review it), which was, of course, terrible. The best part was that they didn't turn the lights down until after the previews so I got to keep reading short stories for a little while.

Oh, and the other best part was the Final Fantasy trailer. Man, it looks amazing on the big screen. July 11th, I am so there.

Tonight, I'm off to see Cracker. It should be great, but I'm seriously exhausted. I'm going to go down lots and lots of coffee in hopes that it will carry me through the show.

By the way, I still love my job. I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop.